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So, since finding my inner donkey I've become rather obsessed with them. Here is the first story featuring myself. Written with 
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Party Animal
By born2beagator and Boitin
College was over and around the whole campus the students were celebrating. Although most of them weren’t old enough to drink the alcohol was running in streams.
Nester and James where two of them, nothing separated them from the rest of the student body. Already the two had one too much and still the hadn’t had enough, and so the two dorm buddies walked towards the next party.
Both where of average looks; James had dark hair a lanky build and was the smaller of the two. Nester wasn’t much different although an inch bigger and had shaggy brown hair. Both wore similar clothes flip-flops, shorts a T-shirt, much like all the other male students.
“He isn’t that Becky and her grufty dorm-mate Gudrun?” James slurred pointing at the two girls chatting while supporting himself on Nestor.
“Yeah...what about them?”
“Well wanna hook up with them?” James asked, making a very rude gesture.
“Hic! Yeah.” Nester said, wobbling.
“Well observe and learn!” James said posing as if he would rearrange some suspenders before walking towards the two girls; “Well hello there hic ladies! Would you lovely women care to join us this beaut..hic...ful evening?” He smiled at them drunkenly.
“Whoa James you reek of beer!” Becky replied weaving her hand in front of her nose. “Well duh I had a few!” James replied, senses not together, getting closer to the two girls. “Well what will it be ...hic… I figure we four could make some beautiful music.”
“Come on James leave us alone, go and take a nap to get sober!” Becky replied.
“Oh come on Becks I know you like me!” James hadn’t got the hint yet but it was Gudrun who got involved now.
“He you heard her let her go you damn ass!”
“Who asked you stuck up Guddy!” James said laughing with Nester.
Nester nearly doubled over in laughter. “Good on James!” He clapped him on the back.
Gudrun didn’t seem to be aggravated, no she seemed rather amused by this display of drunken lack of manners; “Well Becky I think we found us two prime examples of jacks here”. She simply replied on James insult.
“Uh did you hear that Nes she called us donkeys!” James laughed at Nester.
Nester laughed with him. “Naw, she called us jackasses, she just forgot to put the asses on the end. It’s nothing new bud, most girls call us that when we’ve had a few.”
James just snorted;” Yeah no..hic..thing new to us, Guddy you need to have something better in store for us!”
“Oh I have!” Gudrun replied pulling a small glass-vile out of her black jacket. She opened it and put something like a black powder on her free hand.
“Oh look she is doing some weird gothy stuff to us Nes!” James laughed clapping himself on his knees.
“Oh I think we will be the ones that get the last laugh!” Gudrun smiled while blowing the black powder onto the two lads. James had to sneeze.
“Hachoooo.. that's all you got!” He taunted her.
“Oh its more than enough boys. Come Becky we will see this two jacks later!” And with that the two girls left James and Nestor behind.
“Ha. What was that all about James?” Nester asked curiously.
“Ah no idea. Come on let's get some more beer!” James replied before the scuffed to the next party not realizing that two bumps were forming on the backs of their shorts.
Thumping bass filled their ears as they walked in. “Now THIS is a partyeeeeeeee!” Nester yelled to James, voice cracking a bit higher than normal.
“You said it brother!” James hollered grabbing two mugs of beer and handing one to Nestor, scratching the bump on his lower spine through his shorts.
The two danced with the crowd with wild abandon. The refrain of a silly song was playing but it made the boys feel good in quite an odd way:
Gonna ride that donkey, donkey
Down to the honky tonky
It's gonna get funky, funky
Gonna ride that donkey, donkey
Down to the honky tonky
It's gonna get funky, funky
“Sweet song!” James exclaimed not noticing that his ears had started to grow and stretch into little points.
“This is the best! It makes me want to….to….HEEEEEEE-HAWWWWW!!!!” Nester brayed loudly, and hiccuped as his ears shot up an inch.
“Ha Hawww dude you just sounded like a donkey!” James laughed pointing at Nestor his own ears stretching as well the bump on the small of his back getting bigger, and the nails of his toes getting thicker and darker.
Nester started singing with it. “Gonna ride, gonna ride, Gonna ride that donkeeeeeeee-HAWWWWW. Gonna ride, gonna ride, Gonna ride that donkeeeeee-HAWWWW!!!”
Nester danced wildly as his feet grew in length his nails darkening as well. His flip Flop sliding of as he now stomped his bare and changing feet against the soft grass. Finally the music stopped. “How you feel bud?” Nester asked, clapping James on the back.
“Great lets go somewhere else!” James answered scratching his increasingly hairy legs; “Maybe we should grab something to eat!”
Nester wasn’t listening though. A sudden surge in his behind let him with a straining feeling against his pants...and it had awoken a strange need in him. He was on his hands and knees, mouth to the ground...grazing.
“Heeeeee what are you doing Nes?” James asked in amazement
as his friend started to unroot the grass with his teeth, his lips turning black and rubbery.
He looked up, grass stains on his huge lips. “Eating of course, you said let’s get something to eat!”
James felt odd about his friends behaviour but he couldn’t tell what it was. He watched, as Nestor continued to graze his friend’s belly started to bloat as something started to sneak down one pant-leg of his shorts.
Nester was lost in the simple act of eating. His flexible lips and blocky teeth gripped the suddenly tasty grass. He ripped some out, chewed it happily, and swallowed.
“Uhh gross bro! Why did you do this!” James asked as his feet grew longer his toes merging and changing shape.
Nester looked up from his grass, and gave a loud burp. “Because it’s good, and it’s convenient! Who knew that we had a buffet all around us!” He smiled, revealing blocky yellow teeth.
James looked at his friend who seemed to grow hair all over his body unaware that the same changes were happening to him as well as his stomach gave deep rumble.
Nester looked up from his grass again, not caring about the shocked people standing around him. “Whaaaaawwwwt’s wrong James?”
James didn’t have time to answer as his hips suddenly snapped and forced him to all fours. His nose now assaulted by the smell of the grass. At first he tried to resist but then he started to rip the grass from the ground.
Nester looked at his friend in contentment as both their ears grew again longer and pointier. “Good isn’t it! I can’t believe there was always so much free food!” he said as he felt something hairy against his right leg.
A long ropey tail grew out of Nestor's pant leg flourishing into a tassel. His hands slowly merging into crude hooves as he enjoyed the feeling of his tail straining against his shorts. The people arround the two changing boys started to panic and soon they were all alone.
“Hawww-HEEE! Whaaawwwwere everyone go?” Nester asked in confusion, looking up from his grass as he felt his pants start to rip.
“No ideaaaaa!” James replied, his face starting to push into a muzzle hands and feet already hooves.
Nester looked at his friend in confusion. “Jaawwwwwwmes? You have a donkey face!”
James looked at him; “Yeahawww sure!” James brayed, he tried to reach for his face but his hand and arm wouldn’t move as he wanted, he looked down to see that he now had forelegs: ”What the fuck! What is going on here!” He cried.
Nester meanwhile was eating again, his head pushing up as his face extended. He felt his pants rip and fall away as his mind began to dull.
“Bro stop it we are really turning into jacks!” James cried as a mane started to grow on his head. He walked towards Nestor as his pants ripped apart and his donkey tail started to swing behind him.
Nester struggled to speak. “Turn...ing? I am….a jack! I...was born….doneeeeeeeee-HAWWWWW-HEEEEEEE-HAWWWWW!!!!” With the fit of braying Nester’s face cracked and seemed to flow forward, leaving a donkey head protruding from his poor, straining shirt.
James watched as Nester’s body barreled out and soon he looked like a real donkey; “Nes bro come on don’t give in!” He cried.
Nester shook his back hooves as he felt his hips crack and extend. Looking back he gave a joyful bray as he saw his proper hind legs. Turning his long neck to James, he brayed happily.
James panicked as his friend was no longer; “Heeeelp isn’t there anyone!” He cried.
“Well didn’t take long for you two jacks”. He suddenly heard a familiar voice giggle. “You really did it?” He heard Becky speaking next. “Did you doubt me?” The two walked up behind the two friends.
“Pleeease help us hawww!” James begged.
“Oh in time now you should enjoy being a donkey like good Nester here”. Gudrun said scratching Nester behind his ears. “You know...Nester. Whoever heard of a human named Nester? I think you were born to be an ass!”
Nester brayed in agreement and leaned into her scratching. She was a nice human, he trusted her.
“Please change me back!” James tried again.
“Oh maybe after the holidays if you still want to then.” Gudrun said; “And now I think its time you joined your friend.” Gudrun took another portion of the black powder and blew it into James half changed face. “Heeeee-Hawwwwww!” James brayed as his face became a full muzzle and his body ripped through his clothes leaving him as a black furred donkey.
“Well I guess this is quite a strange way to teach them a lesson!” Becky said while touching James furry flanks.
“Ah don’t worry I will turn them back if they still want to”. Gudrun grinned again and the two girls left the two donkey jacks to graze the campus, Gudrun made sure of it that none wondered about them.
But something stuck in Nester’s head. Turn back? What did that mean? He needed to know. Struggling, he bit out a few words. “Gudrun…...turn...back…?”
“Yeah if you behave.”
But that isn’t what Nester wanted. “Turn...back...to...what?” He said in a deep, slow voice.
“A human duh, what else? Guess you are really more of a donkey to begin with.” Gudrun replied.
“Hum-an....I...don’t...want...human….”
Gudrun and Becky were puzzled by the former humans request; “Just to get this straight you want to stay a jackass?” Gudrun asked again.
Nester struggled mightily against his animal mind, he needed to get those words out. “Feel…….right…...I…..want…..donkey!”
“Ok thats a first?” Gudrun said more to herself than the donkey that once had been Nester.
“Can we do that, what about his family?” Becky interjected.
“Well needs a memory spell, nothing I can’t do but still its odd that he wants to stay an animal”. The goth girl explained.
Maybe the girls didn’t understand. “I…..feel….like….donkey….want….to….stay!”
“Yeah we got that Nester. Uh know what that means? After I finish this you will be as if you were born a donkey, no memories about your friends, family and so on. You’ll feel and act like a donkey for the rest of I don’t know how long a donkey lives”. Gudrun explained his situation feeling stupid talking to an animal.
Nester thought hard. “Make….me….live….longer….and….I...say….yes.”
“Sorry Nester can’t do that, everyone knows not to tamper with life. You will live a normal donkey life, and we will make sure that you have everything to be happy. That is all I can offer you. But don’t be sad you wouldn’t know the difference anyways. Is that a deal Nester?” Gudrun asked.
This was a life changing decision. There was no going back. But Nester felt right in this body, as if it was what he should have been born as. With a sense of finality, he bit out. “I…….donkey.”
“Well here goes nothing!” Gudrun said and blow another portion of the black powder at Nester. She saw his green eyes slowly turned brown and empty, every trace of humanity taken from him making him a full jack.
“Come let us get them to a nice farm!” Becky said.
“Yeah maybe Nester changes his mind and we change him back together with James”. Gudrun said summoning two carrots to lead the two donkey jacks off the campus.
Nester felt all his intelligence leaving him, but he understood that last sentence and was able to bite out a few more words. “Never………..change……..back.” He said, and after that, a fit of braying overtook him, no longer able to speak.
“It is strange why would he want to be an animal?” Gudrun wondered.
“He was always a bit different, always a loner until he shared a dorm room with James that got him out of his snail shell. I think he always wanted to be something else, and now he got it”. Becky said while scratching James behind one of his long ears, who gave a content bray.
The two girls left the donkeys behind a gardener's shack on the campus to bring to a farm the next day. It took them quite some time to find someone who could drive them there but finally they reached a nice farm a few miles outside of town.
“And you are only going to pick up the black one after summer?” The farmer asked as he lead the two strong jacks out of the transporter. “Yeah we only have enough space for one”. Beck lied as Nester and James were led toward the pasture.
When the farmer opened the gate James freed himself and ran back to the girls. He brayed pitifully rubbing his muzzle against Becky.
“Hey there big boy!” Becky said grabbing the rope that was bound around James thick neck.
“Come go with your friend!” Gudrun commanded pointing at Nester who had already run onto the pasture observing a jennet that grazed in the distance.
But James just stood there and wouldn’t move. “I promise we will come back for you!” Becky assured him and with that James walked, even if a bit reluctant onto the pasture. He observed Nester who brayed to get the jennett's attention before storming forward her.
James just shook his donkey head before starting to graze; “This are going to be a strange bunch of weeks, at least the food is good”. He thought as he started to graze.
Nester however...had simpler...more pleasurable tasks on his mind.
boitin __________________________________________________________________
Party Animal
By born2beagator and Boitin
College was over and around the whole campus the students were celebrating. Although most of them weren’t old enough to drink the alcohol was running in streams.
Nester and James where two of them, nothing separated them from the rest of the student body. Already the two had one too much and still the hadn’t had enough, and so the two dorm buddies walked towards the next party.
Both where of average looks; James had dark hair a lanky build and was the smaller of the two. Nester wasn’t much different although an inch bigger and had shaggy brown hair. Both wore similar clothes flip-flops, shorts a T-shirt, much like all the other male students.
“He isn’t that Becky and her grufty dorm-mate Gudrun?” James slurred pointing at the two girls chatting while supporting himself on Nestor.
“Yeah...what about them?”
“Well wanna hook up with them?” James asked, making a very rude gesture.
“Hic! Yeah.” Nester said, wobbling.
“Well observe and learn!” James said posing as if he would rearrange some suspenders before walking towards the two girls; “Well hello there hic ladies! Would you lovely women care to join us this beaut..hic...ful evening?” He smiled at them drunkenly.
“Whoa James you reek of beer!” Becky replied weaving her hand in front of her nose. “Well duh I had a few!” James replied, senses not together, getting closer to the two girls. “Well what will it be ...hic… I figure we four could make some beautiful music.”
“Come on James leave us alone, go and take a nap to get sober!” Becky replied.
“Oh come on Becks I know you like me!” James hadn’t got the hint yet but it was Gudrun who got involved now.
“He you heard her let her go you damn ass!”
“Who asked you stuck up Guddy!” James said laughing with Nester.
Nester nearly doubled over in laughter. “Good on James!” He clapped him on the back.
Gudrun didn’t seem to be aggravated, no she seemed rather amused by this display of drunken lack of manners; “Well Becky I think we found us two prime examples of jacks here”. She simply replied on James insult.
“Uh did you hear that Nes she called us donkeys!” James laughed at Nester.
Nester laughed with him. “Naw, she called us jackasses, she just forgot to put the asses on the end. It’s nothing new bud, most girls call us that when we’ve had a few.”
James just snorted;” Yeah no..hic..thing new to us, Guddy you need to have something better in store for us!”
“Oh I have!” Gudrun replied pulling a small glass-vile out of her black jacket. She opened it and put something like a black powder on her free hand.
“Oh look she is doing some weird gothy stuff to us Nes!” James laughed clapping himself on his knees.
“Oh I think we will be the ones that get the last laugh!” Gudrun smiled while blowing the black powder onto the two lads. James had to sneeze.
“Hachoooo.. that's all you got!” He taunted her.
“Oh its more than enough boys. Come Becky we will see this two jacks later!” And with that the two girls left James and Nestor behind.
“Ha. What was that all about James?” Nester asked curiously.
“Ah no idea. Come on let's get some more beer!” James replied before the scuffed to the next party not realizing that two bumps were forming on the backs of their shorts.
Thumping bass filled their ears as they walked in. “Now THIS is a partyeeeeeeee!” Nester yelled to James, voice cracking a bit higher than normal.
“You said it brother!” James hollered grabbing two mugs of beer and handing one to Nestor, scratching the bump on his lower spine through his shorts.
The two danced with the crowd with wild abandon. The refrain of a silly song was playing but it made the boys feel good in quite an odd way:
Gonna ride that donkey, donkey
Down to the honky tonky
It's gonna get funky, funky
Gonna ride that donkey, donkey
Down to the honky tonky
It's gonna get funky, funky
“Sweet song!” James exclaimed not noticing that his ears had started to grow and stretch into little points.
“This is the best! It makes me want to….to….HEEEEEEE-HAWWWWW!!!!” Nester brayed loudly, and hiccuped as his ears shot up an inch.
“Ha Hawww dude you just sounded like a donkey!” James laughed pointing at Nestor his own ears stretching as well the bump on the small of his back getting bigger, and the nails of his toes getting thicker and darker.
Nester started singing with it. “Gonna ride, gonna ride, Gonna ride that donkeeeeeeee-HAWWWWW. Gonna ride, gonna ride, Gonna ride that donkeeeeee-HAWWWW!!!”
Nester danced wildly as his feet grew in length his nails darkening as well. His flip Flop sliding of as he now stomped his bare and changing feet against the soft grass. Finally the music stopped. “How you feel bud?” Nester asked, clapping James on the back.
“Great lets go somewhere else!” James answered scratching his increasingly hairy legs; “Maybe we should grab something to eat!”
Nester wasn’t listening though. A sudden surge in his behind let him with a straining feeling against his pants...and it had awoken a strange need in him. He was on his hands and knees, mouth to the ground...grazing.
“Heeeeee what are you doing Nes?” James asked in amazement
as his friend started to unroot the grass with his teeth, his lips turning black and rubbery.
He looked up, grass stains on his huge lips. “Eating of course, you said let’s get something to eat!”
James felt odd about his friends behaviour but he couldn’t tell what it was. He watched, as Nestor continued to graze his friend’s belly started to bloat as something started to sneak down one pant-leg of his shorts.
Nester was lost in the simple act of eating. His flexible lips and blocky teeth gripped the suddenly tasty grass. He ripped some out, chewed it happily, and swallowed.
“Uhh gross bro! Why did you do this!” James asked as his feet grew longer his toes merging and changing shape.
Nester looked up from his grass, and gave a loud burp. “Because it’s good, and it’s convenient! Who knew that we had a buffet all around us!” He smiled, revealing blocky yellow teeth.
James looked at his friend who seemed to grow hair all over his body unaware that the same changes were happening to him as well as his stomach gave deep rumble.
Nester looked up from his grass again, not caring about the shocked people standing around him. “Whaaaaawwwwt’s wrong James?”
James didn’t have time to answer as his hips suddenly snapped and forced him to all fours. His nose now assaulted by the smell of the grass. At first he tried to resist but then he started to rip the grass from the ground.
Nester looked at his friend in contentment as both their ears grew again longer and pointier. “Good isn’t it! I can’t believe there was always so much free food!” he said as he felt something hairy against his right leg.
A long ropey tail grew out of Nestor's pant leg flourishing into a tassel. His hands slowly merging into crude hooves as he enjoyed the feeling of his tail straining against his shorts. The people arround the two changing boys started to panic and soon they were all alone.
“Hawww-HEEE! Whaaawwwwere everyone go?” Nester asked in confusion, looking up from his grass as he felt his pants start to rip.
“No ideaaaaa!” James replied, his face starting to push into a muzzle hands and feet already hooves.
Nester looked at his friend in confusion. “Jaawwwwwwmes? You have a donkey face!”
James looked at him; “Yeahawww sure!” James brayed, he tried to reach for his face but his hand and arm wouldn’t move as he wanted, he looked down to see that he now had forelegs: ”What the fuck! What is going on here!” He cried.
Nester meanwhile was eating again, his head pushing up as his face extended. He felt his pants rip and fall away as his mind began to dull.
“Bro stop it we are really turning into jacks!” James cried as a mane started to grow on his head. He walked towards Nestor as his pants ripped apart and his donkey tail started to swing behind him.
Nester struggled to speak. “Turn...ing? I am….a jack! I...was born….doneeeeeeeee-HAWWWWW-HEEEEEEE-HAWWWWW!!!!” With the fit of braying Nester’s face cracked and seemed to flow forward, leaving a donkey head protruding from his poor, straining shirt.
James watched as Nester’s body barreled out and soon he looked like a real donkey; “Nes bro come on don’t give in!” He cried.
Nester shook his back hooves as he felt his hips crack and extend. Looking back he gave a joyful bray as he saw his proper hind legs. Turning his long neck to James, he brayed happily.
James panicked as his friend was no longer; “Heeeelp isn’t there anyone!” He cried.
“Well didn’t take long for you two jacks”. He suddenly heard a familiar voice giggle. “You really did it?” He heard Becky speaking next. “Did you doubt me?” The two walked up behind the two friends.
“Pleeease help us hawww!” James begged.
“Oh in time now you should enjoy being a donkey like good Nester here”. Gudrun said scratching Nester behind his ears. “You know...Nester. Whoever heard of a human named Nester? I think you were born to be an ass!”
Nester brayed in agreement and leaned into her scratching. She was a nice human, he trusted her.
“Please change me back!” James tried again.
“Oh maybe after the holidays if you still want to then.” Gudrun said; “And now I think its time you joined your friend.” Gudrun took another portion of the black powder and blew it into James half changed face. “Heeeee-Hawwwwww!” James brayed as his face became a full muzzle and his body ripped through his clothes leaving him as a black furred donkey.
“Well I guess this is quite a strange way to teach them a lesson!” Becky said while touching James furry flanks.
“Ah don’t worry I will turn them back if they still want to”. Gudrun grinned again and the two girls left the two donkey jacks to graze the campus, Gudrun made sure of it that none wondered about them.
But something stuck in Nester’s head. Turn back? What did that mean? He needed to know. Struggling, he bit out a few words. “Gudrun…...turn...back…?”
“Yeah if you behave.”
But that isn’t what Nester wanted. “Turn...back...to...what?” He said in a deep, slow voice.
“A human duh, what else? Guess you are really more of a donkey to begin with.” Gudrun replied.
“Hum-an....I...don’t...want...human….”
Gudrun and Becky were puzzled by the former humans request; “Just to get this straight you want to stay a jackass?” Gudrun asked again.
Nester struggled mightily against his animal mind, he needed to get those words out. “Feel…….right…...I…..want…..donkey!”
“Ok thats a first?” Gudrun said more to herself than the donkey that once had been Nester.
“Can we do that, what about his family?” Becky interjected.
“Well needs a memory spell, nothing I can’t do but still its odd that he wants to stay an animal”. The goth girl explained.
Maybe the girls didn’t understand. “I…..feel….like….donkey….want….to….stay!”
“Yeah we got that Nester. Uh know what that means? After I finish this you will be as if you were born a donkey, no memories about your friends, family and so on. You’ll feel and act like a donkey for the rest of I don’t know how long a donkey lives”. Gudrun explained his situation feeling stupid talking to an animal.
Nester thought hard. “Make….me….live….longer….and….I...say….yes.”
“Sorry Nester can’t do that, everyone knows not to tamper with life. You will live a normal donkey life, and we will make sure that you have everything to be happy. That is all I can offer you. But don’t be sad you wouldn’t know the difference anyways. Is that a deal Nester?” Gudrun asked.
This was a life changing decision. There was no going back. But Nester felt right in this body, as if it was what he should have been born as. With a sense of finality, he bit out. “I…….donkey.”
“Well here goes nothing!” Gudrun said and blow another portion of the black powder at Nester. She saw his green eyes slowly turned brown and empty, every trace of humanity taken from him making him a full jack.
“Come let us get them to a nice farm!” Becky said.
“Yeah maybe Nester changes his mind and we change him back together with James”. Gudrun said summoning two carrots to lead the two donkey jacks off the campus.
Nester felt all his intelligence leaving him, but he understood that last sentence and was able to bite out a few more words. “Never………..change……..back.” He said, and after that, a fit of braying overtook him, no longer able to speak.
“It is strange why would he want to be an animal?” Gudrun wondered.
“He was always a bit different, always a loner until he shared a dorm room with James that got him out of his snail shell. I think he always wanted to be something else, and now he got it”. Becky said while scratching James behind one of his long ears, who gave a content bray.
The two girls left the donkeys behind a gardener's shack on the campus to bring to a farm the next day. It took them quite some time to find someone who could drive them there but finally they reached a nice farm a few miles outside of town.
“And you are only going to pick up the black one after summer?” The farmer asked as he lead the two strong jacks out of the transporter. “Yeah we only have enough space for one”. Beck lied as Nester and James were led toward the pasture.
When the farmer opened the gate James freed himself and ran back to the girls. He brayed pitifully rubbing his muzzle against Becky.
“Hey there big boy!” Becky said grabbing the rope that was bound around James thick neck.
“Come go with your friend!” Gudrun commanded pointing at Nester who had already run onto the pasture observing a jennet that grazed in the distance.
But James just stood there and wouldn’t move. “I promise we will come back for you!” Becky assured him and with that James walked, even if a bit reluctant onto the pasture. He observed Nester who brayed to get the jennett's attention before storming forward her.
James just shook his donkey head before starting to graze; “This are going to be a strange bunch of weeks, at least the food is good”. He thought as he started to graze.
Nester however...had simpler...more pleasurable tasks on his mind.
Category Story / Transformation
Species Donkey / Mule
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